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John freeman's Biography I am born and raised, in pope county Arkansas, where I still reside. I live in a small group called Pleasant Grove, about twenty miles north of Russellville on hwy 7, a beautiful highway cut through the famous Ozark mountains. Russellville, a larger city, intersected, by I-40 is about ninety miles west of Little Rock, capital. I am a retired OTR truck driver as of 2009, certainly not a writer, as one may determine. In my life while I have written one poem prior to 2009, “The Tale of a Pig’s Tail”, when my confidence permits I may share on this web. Immediately upon my retirement, the first month of 2009, poems of the kind that I’ve shared on “#Poetry Soup” begin to emerge up from my heart, like a river that could not be stopped, as if I had something to write. Ha! Well anyway, you be the judge, but whatever the mind, I do not think it will stay this flow, sorry. The message seems to be, “God is Love, the power, of Truth which is his Kingdom”, the much larger picture of a reality, of which, the imitative will cannot conceive of by itself. I am single and have one son named Boyce, made famous by an honorable mention in one of my poems. Lol! Also, I have written true poems about my dear grandmother and granddaughter. I have many other children and grand children that I hope to write poems in honor of each member of my immediate family.

I lovingly accept your warm welcome to “Poetry Soup”. Thanks so much, for your comments on my Poems, and the one Blog I have posted. My welcoming was fantastic, thanks! I am love, created to be, and that is what I write about, so one may say whatever one believes in comments, about my stuff. If my feeling are hurt my love will absolve, never allow yourself worry about that. It will not be a problem! Having not got some of the meanings in my stuff, feel free to ask questions. We all are touching some part of the proverbial elephant, the cosmic consciousness, of creator. I do not mind relating that I think he is the essence, love itself. We’re in this thing, the reality of life, together, as one bound by the essence. In finality, poets are poets because they are acting out, the creative nature of their creator, by the potential the creator placed with in the sacred heart. My opinion is that love is that capacity spoken of, though that is already known from the poems that I write, so who am I kidding! Ha! Lovingly, John Moses Freeman

For Love’s Sake

Blog Posted:4/26/2012 12:31:00 PM

Ten years ago or more from somewhere deep inside of me, not audible as far as the natural ears could hear, in the paranormally consciousness sense I heard these words from my inner essence say, “They have lied on me!” And my natural senses understanding this voice to be my own Creator, I replied with, “Who has lied and how have they lied on you? To this God replied, “Humanity!” It has taken me all these next ten years to grasp by the teaching of Precept Himself just how it has been that humanity has lied on God.

The logic of the human concepts has completely reversed the logic of life itself, doing a reverse transference of Love’s life impulse. Humanity’s concept logic of Precept has become nothing more than a parasite feeding it’s death reasoning on the essence of Love’s life precept. Humanity’s logical concept is the tree of death mentioned in Genesis 2:17. Yes, I know this is a truth that many human concepts cannot endure, but the pure truth of Precept has never been expressed in the earth, other than in the a parable level of human concept understanding. I have been persuaded by the inner voice of Love’s essence in command to relate all that I hear in the paranormal ears of surrogate precept.

There are two opinions in the world, Precept logical life and human concept logical death. Today as has been said in Deut. 30:19 & 20 before, it is either life or death. The difference being in today’s time that the human consciousness has been increased to know the difference, that Precept is life impulse of Love, and human concept has created an illusion for death has no foundation. It has been written, ’war is hell’ but I say to you that ’hell is a soul’s logical illusion of death at war with its own precept of life.

If one has a problem with what I have said, consider the source, of which or whence you think it came! I assure you there will be two different opinions, sometimes even within your very own soul. For twain is the two logics of the Precept which is truth and of the concept which is death. Of that lying within you Precept logic or concept logic, of that which is loved the most will be that toward which you lean. It is not for me to say which way one leans, it is only my province to present Life’s Precept! The human concept has presented itself, therefore, only fair for Life’s Father to present Truth Precept without parable. “Woe in the wake of the Precept’s flow!” Why did I write this? For Love(Agape’s) sake!

I have always believed we make our own "hell," John. Your definition fits right in with that concept. I'm glad you are spreading the word, my friend. The soul lives on after the body dies. I will only view things with precept logic. Love, Carolyn